Sunday, May 25, 2008

This is the poem that sets the scene, that despite what comes after, the story proven clean

The Best Pick Up Line

Not out of the blue
Unless you never sensitive to
Yet seldom recognised
In open until love is known
And the matter manifests as
Need for the pick up best
Let me translate sublime
Why Aboriginal men define
What to me means consent but
You yourself may need yet
Beware of the rut
The rent has over charging excuses
That knowledge of thus
This pattern disabuses
Might the words of specifics show up
Excuse me but
Will the man say
Ever so politely
Well mannered not fey
I can’t help from noticing
You seem to have been causing
Upon my own dreaming
That
And as the man will
He might then just
Directly expose of
The part of his anatomy
Politely posing in question
Never without his full dignity
Always fully steady composure
And belief in his own responsibilities
Almost apologetically
Yet without any shame
In what he thus names
Without even saying
The name of the game
And as he exposes
What his body has noticed
He may remark that to cure himself
He’ll have to reconcile the story
And if not with yourself
In accepting your own part in
The situation’s causes
He’ll just gently remind that
Thereby perhaps
There is another woman obliging
To feign being you to find of
What might he have lost count upon
That best just accept
Making his offer
Your own story too
More or less immediately will do
And he’ll have gently thus asked you
By caressing your mind with
His own witness of his
Own culpability in time thus
Make you realise
Yes females are culpable too
That his real ploy
Has been all the time
Implanting within her the bind
Of a grand bout of shame for her kind
Of feigning innocence of mind
And us girls on our part
Will bow down our head
Truly embarrassed to realise
What we’ve caused upon that
Real love provides

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